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Bearhunter
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Some guys couldnt open the orignal post so heres a copy hopefully this will work for you.
Well here they are. Now the Story!!!!
I was hunting up mudd creek up one of the lower roads all the way up top. I was working my way down into a big bowl were I like to sit and spotted about 15 deer one of which was the buck of took. The snow was coming down very hard, close to a white out, the buck spotted me right away and was between me and were I wanted to go. I fiqured well I just keep on path to get to my spot and if he doesnt take off maybe Ill get a shot in route. I work my way down to the out grade thats covered with blow downs and easy my way along the bucks watching the whole time, finally I close the distance which is about as close as I can get now, I range, draw back settle in and release with calm nerves. I hear the smack of my jacket and bow string and am istantly bummed. The deer trots off about 100 yards out appearing unscathed and beds down next to a fallen tree. Fiquring I missed, I work my way down to were the deer was standing look for my arrow and blood and find neither. Now I fiqure Ill try and stock the deer again, this time I get to withing 30 yards of him facing away from me. I ease my badlands pack off my shoulders and pull the geovids up and range various points around the deer with hopes for an easy shot, I fiqure this is an ace in the hole. 3 minutes later the buck must have got wind, he stands and walks straight away from me offering no shot, I grunt trying to get him to stop, it just spooks him and off he goes now Im really bumming I fiqured it was going to be to easy, definetly not the case. I walk down to were he was bedded and am amazed to find a big pool of dark red blood. I had hit him, he hadnt started bleeding until he bedded down, now the stock is on. I soon find pieces of liver in the fresh snow, tracking was very easy even if he stopped bleeding. The deer is heading north into the next drainage I find him and put a stock on which is eventually blown, and sends him to the next drainage. He is stoved up pretty good and no hes not going to go far, I had to keep on him though the snow was coming down so hard it would cover his tracks in no time. To make a already long story short, he went through 5 drainages, got real close several times but always got busted. He finally ended up bedding 15 feet above the entiat river road, a car goes by sees the buck backs up the deer stands the passenger shoots and misses from about 20feet. The deer walks off through someones yard crosses the entiat river road walks down to the river gets about half way across the river and about tips over, finally makes it to the other side and beds with his legs still in the water, one finally shot and he rests for good in the entiat river. I then cross the river get permission from the landownner to go through his field and down to the river to recover the deer, take some pictures above the river, and then hitch hike a ride back up to the top of the mountain to my truck, and thats all she wrote. Already thinking about next years plans and hoping to draw the tag again, maybe take the hole season off next time. Hope I didnt bore anyone but its my last hunt of the year so I fiqured Id share it with you. He not a monster but I have a hard time passing up a 4 point when Im archery hunting. Good luck to all you second season tag holders and to Garrett and his dad with the rafle tag hope you guys find the big ones. James
Well here they are. Now the Story!!!!
I was hunting up mudd creek up one of the lower roads all the way up top. I was working my way down into a big bowl were I like to sit and spotted about 15 deer one of which was the buck of took. The snow was coming down very hard, close to a white out, the buck spotted me right away and was between me and were I wanted to go. I fiqured well I just keep on path to get to my spot and if he doesnt take off maybe Ill get a shot in route. I work my way down to the out grade thats covered with blow downs and easy my way along the bucks watching the whole time, finally I close the distance which is about as close as I can get now, I range, draw back settle in and release with calm nerves. I hear the smack of my jacket and bow string and am istantly bummed. The deer trots off about 100 yards out appearing unscathed and beds down next to a fallen tree. Fiquring I missed, I work my way down to were the deer was standing look for my arrow and blood and find neither. Now I fiqure Ill try and stock the deer again, this time I get to withing 30 yards of him facing away from me. I ease my badlands pack off my shoulders and pull the geovids up and range various points around the deer with hopes for an easy shot, I fiqure this is an ace in the hole. 3 minutes later the buck must have got wind, he stands and walks straight away from me offering no shot, I grunt trying to get him to stop, it just spooks him and off he goes now Im really bumming I fiqured it was going to be to easy, definetly not the case. I walk down to were he was bedded and am amazed to find a big pool of dark red blood. I had hit him, he hadnt started bleeding until he bedded down, now the stock is on. I soon find pieces of liver in the fresh snow, tracking was very easy even if he stopped bleeding. The deer is heading north into the next drainage I find him and put a stock on which is eventually blown, and sends him to the next drainage. He is stoved up pretty good and no hes not going to go far, I had to keep on him though the snow was coming down so hard it would cover his tracks in no time. To make a already long story short, he went through 5 drainages, got real close several times but always got busted. He finally ended up bedding 15 feet above the entiat river road, a car goes by sees the buck backs up the deer stands the passenger shoots and misses from about 20feet. The deer walks off through someones yard crosses the entiat river road walks down to the river gets about half way across the river and about tips over, finally makes it to the other side and beds with his legs still in the water, one finally shot and he rests for good in the entiat river. I then cross the river get permission from the landownner to go through his field and down to the river to recover the deer, take some pictures above the river, and then hitch hike a ride back up to the top of the mountain to my truck, and thats all she wrote. Already thinking about next years plans and hoping to draw the tag again, maybe take the hole season off next time. Hope I didnt bore anyone but its my last hunt of the year so I fiqured Id share it with you. He not a monster but I have a hard time passing up a 4 point when Im archery hunting. Good luck to all you second season tag holders and to Garrett and his dad with the rafle tag hope you guys find the big ones. James
